My Empire

When the Grand Magister of Lonsadlet stepped off the plane, only Foreign Secretary Stridder stood by the airport and waited for him. This is not an official visit in itself, so the reception specifications have been reduced a lot.

Contrary to the last time, Ailan Hill used fighter escorts throughout this time. The MiG-21 fighter jets have been accompanied by the Boeing 707 aircraft, which is a lot of peace of mind.

"Your Excellency the Grand Magister! Welcome to visit Ellenhill again!” Strider stepped forward and shook hands with Lonsadre cordially. If he is not Ellenhill’s foreign secretary, it may be this. I have never had a chance to touch the palm of the Grand Magister in my life.

"You're welcome. I came this time mainly to look at the picture." Lonsadre is very easy to get along with. He also counts on Strider to give him something delicious, so there is nothing left. The meaning of arrogant children.

Chris has left Seris temporarily. As the emperor of Ailan Hill, he actually has another identity as a humanoid self-propelled plotter, uh, no, a backbone of science and technology. The main reason he left Seris was because Ailan Hill's new weapon had reached a critical moment.

"We have prepared the photos. In fact, because you came a little later, we have confirmed the authenticity and real location of these photos." Strider made a gesture of please and said.

The Grand Magister Lonsadre nodded and made a please gesture, and then took Vivian to the car waiting for them.

Unlike the last time I came, the car that received them has changed again. This time it looked more luxurious, and the pattern composed of the magical defense barrier runes carved on it was also updated.

This kind of rune was improved by the Grand Magister Lonsadre, so he was very familiar with it. After sitting in the car, he felt more surprises: the latest car is more comfortable and the engine noise is also smaller.

The car ran all the way along the road, and finally arrived at Serris Castle. Without taking a break, the Grand Magister of Lonsadlet took Vivian to the meeting room specially prepared for them.

An Air Force general from Ailan Hill has been waiting here as an escort, and there are some technical personnel related to the spy satellite, who are here to answer some technical questions about Lonsadre.

"This image is still very vague, but I can confirm that it is definitely the eye of magic." Seeing the huge black pit on the ground and the light blue magic light, Lonsadley said affirmatively.

He has been dealing with the Eye of Magic for a lifetime, so he recognized this familiar terrain at a glance: "It is exactly the same as the Eye of Magic on the west side of Greken, and there is no difference in scale."

"Yes, this is the magical eye on the west side of Greken we took. You can compare it." An officer pulled out a picture from a stack of photos and placed it in front of Lonsadre. Then he said.

Lonsadre compared the two photos in front of him, and the expression on his face was wonderful: "You can actually look down on the ground from this height... It's amazing... It's amazing."

Vivienne is not interested in the photos in front of her. She is just standing next to the Grand Magister Lonsadre, waiting for the welcome banquet for a while...

"If, I want to know, if you give you some time, do you have a way to send people to...a higher place?" Lonsadre looked at the engineer in charge and asked.

"Sir, I can't answer your question." The technician smiled reluctantly, and then refused to answer Lonsadre's question: "What you asked has nothing to do with these photos."

Lonsadre's expression was a little stiff, he was really rarely rejected, but the nerd with glasses in front of him rejected him so naturally.

If it were placed five years ago, this kind of thing would not happen in the myth. But now, such a high-ranking Magister like Lon Sadler no longer has the nature of entangled with his status.

Gaining the respect of others does not necessarily depend on strength, it may also depend on self-cultivation. Lonsadlai's cultivation is still very high, or Greken itself is a country that pays great attention to cultivation.

"In addition, yesterday, our satellite discovered the magic eye you mentioned, confirming that there are indeed 3 magic eyes on this planet." Pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose, the technician said.

The head of the Air Force representative handed another photo to Lonsadre, and added: "The position of the magic eye is indeed not much different from the position you described. Because of the orbital issue, we only captured it. Part."

Lonsadre did not know that Ailan Hill had already launched five reconnaissance satellites, and the satellites that now provide imaging are actually only the first-generation reconnaissance satellite technology. The newly launched satellite can take clearer pictures.

According to the design, Ailan Hill's best technology, which is still on the drawings, can actually distinguish buildings and heavy equipment on the ground.

According to the plan, Ailan Hill will soon begin to build a gps system on this planet. By then, Ailan Hill's missiles will be able to increase the hit accuracy to the meter level.

"In fact, we also found this." Another picture was passed to Lonsadre. The expression on the face of the headed air force general was very solemn: "The capital of the Puppet Empire, the target that has been moving."

In the photo, a huge city has two rows of uneven long legs. These legs support the movement of the city. From a distance, it looks like a huge spider covered with legs.

On the back of this huge spider is a towering magic tower, which can be vaguely distinguished, as well as some strange magic arrays.

"Because of being close to the Eye of Magic and accepting the temptation of the source of magic in the Eye of Magic, they obtained almost endless energy... The last time they went, the city was not as large as it is now... It's amazing, really It's amazing." Lonsadre stroked the picture on the table and exclaimed.

Chris also made a similar admiration when he saw this photo for the first time. It is indeed a very remarkable thing to be able to create a huge puppet with a city on its back.

Chris has seen movies like Swallowing the City, so he has an intuitive impression of the technology that can make a city move. He really envied the kind of mobile city like Macross. If given the opportunity, he even wanted to build a similar mobile fortress for himself.

"We are calculating the specific law of movement of this mobile city through multiple observations. If possible, we hope to end this war through an effective nuclear strike." The air force general said while observing Long. Sadler's expression.

Lonsadre did not object, but he still persuaded: "I don't deny that this is a good idea. If you have a chance, you can try it."

After talking about this, he changed his words and emphasized another danger: "But I still want to remind you that once the nuclear strike begins, the puppet empire will no longer worry about nuclear deterrence... they will kill with hatred. To Ailan Hill, you will also pay a tragic price."

"It takes time to calculate, so we can't proceed with this attack plan right away." The air force general changed the subject noncommitantly and introduced the situation on the front battlefield.

It seems that the Great Magister Lonsadre also does not oppose the direct use of nuclear weapons against the puppet empire. After receiving this promise, the goal of nuclear strikes against the puppet empire's capital has been achieved.

As long as Lonsadre does not strongly object, then this matter is theoretically feasible: although you don’t need to look at Gricken’s face to use or not use nuclear weapons, it is definitely better to get the understanding and support of the other party than to act arbitrarily. .

On the southern route, Ailan Hill is like a broken bamboo. They have taken the northern part of the Jesno Empire, and the main force is advancing to the south. Korya's attack is fast, largely because he has received little decent resistance.

The Norma Empire finally couldn't support it, and began to shrink its defenses. The battlefield situation in the middle of the battlefield has changed. The specific situation has not been finalized. Ailan Hill only let Bourgeos lead his troops into Norma. The problem should not be big.

After the brutal battle on the northern front, the situation has probably stabilized: the Holy Demon Empire has collapsed and is being defeated to the southwest under the cover of the puppet troops. A large number of Saint Demon Empire personnel surrendered, and the situation where the two sides were evenly matched within the Saint Demon Empire was completely broken.

"One more thing, Your Excellency the Grand Magister of Lonsadre." In the corner, a man who was slightly fat and who was wearing spectacles whose thickness was exaggerated than the bottom of the bottle suddenly spoke. He hadn't spoken before, so he was ignored by most people.

"How much do you know about geometry...?" He looked at Lonsadre and asked nervously.

"Geometry?" Lonsadre frowned, retelling this vocabulary that he was not familiar with, and then replied: "I don't know much about Ailan Hill. I have heard of Geometry, but I haven't got a deep understanding of it. Have studied... well, can you tell me? What are you trying to say?"

He had discussed this conjecture with His Majesty the Emperor before, and His Majesty the Emperor ordered him to come and see Lonsadlai. So he took out all his courage and showed the superiority of a mortal to the Grand Magister.

"What I want to say is... If you understand the most basic geometry, you can infer it by combining these photos..." The slightly fat man felt that His Majesty gave him endless courage, so he stared at Lonsad Lai's eyes: "We may be in big trouble."